It was my matchmaker funeral ceremony day but bereaved families wanted to do it by families only cause of the coronavirus period.
However, my acquaintance in Kobe insisted to come and join although my against opinion. Moreover, he asked me to join. Refused, of course. And he did, and was refused, but he saw the photo and his wife and the cheif mourner. No way!
For me, stayed at home, afraid of his visit. Then, in the morning, enjoyed the millet ball which was made a day before night. It is my soul food in Okayama. Great!
After it, did some preparations for the flatfish fishing on the next day. It might be the last fishing of 2021.
Waited at home for a while, but felt it was stupid to stay at home for the fool. And went out for motorcycling, wearing snowsuits as a test for the suits, by my Hunter Cub, CT125.
First, dropped in a shabby ramen restaurant which was close to Takamatsu Airport. The name was Yoshida, a quite shabby restaurant, in and out side both.
But the ramen was good and reasonable. Mine was a チャーシュー麺 which meant a bowl of ramen which had additional cooked pork on it. Much pork were on it, satisfied!
And enjoyed the motorcycling for hours, around 3 or 4 hours. On the way, filled gasoline into it.
It was windy but sunny, good for motorcycling.
Went back home at around 15:00. jaket of the snowsuits worked perfectly. Great! But the pants was a little bit short for motorcycling. However, thinking the price of Workman Store, no complain was.
The Kobe acquaintance visit was along the way of his return to 新居浜, his home city, he told me later. Be hanged!
In the evening, loaded the fishing equipments on my Jimny Sierra.
The fishing rods were here. Ready for fishing. Great!
Fishing a day after one's matchmaker funeral might not be a way of humanity. But I was not announced about it. How should I do? The answer is my friend, blowing in the wind.